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Huddle Formation Lyrics - Singles - The Go! Team

What happened at the New Wil'ins? 

Bitch, I'm back by popular demand 

 

Y'all haters corny with that illuminati mess 

Paparazzi, catch my fly, and my cocky fresh 

I'm so reckless when I rock my Givenchy dress (stylin') 

I'm so possessive so I rock his Roc necklaces 

My daddy Alabama, Momma Louisiana 

You mix that negro with that Creole make a Texas bama 

I like my baby heir with baby hair and afros 

I like my negro nose with Jackson Five nostrils 

Earned all this money but they never take the country out me 

I got a hot sauce in my bag, swag 

 

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Oh yeah, baby, oh yeah I, ohhhhh, oh, yes, I like that 

I did not come to play with you hoes, haha 

I came to slay, bitch 

I like cornbreads and collard greens, bitch 

Oh, yes, you besta believe it 

 

Y'all haters corny with that illuminati mess 

Paparazzi, catch my fly, and my cocky fresh 

I'm so reckless when I rock my Givenchy dress (stylin') 

I'm so possessive so I rock his Roc necklaces 

My daddy Alabama, Momma Louisiana 

You mix that negro with that Creole make a Texas bama 

I like my baby heir with baby hair and afros 

I like my negro nose with Jackson Five nostrils 

Earned all this money but they never take the country out me 

I got a hot sauce in my bag, swag 

 

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I see it, I want it, I stunt, yellow-bone it 

I dream it, I work hard, I grind 'til I own it 

I twirl on them haters, albino alligators 

El Camino with the seat low, sippin' Cuervo with no chaser 

Sometimes I go off (I go off), I go hard (I go hard) 

Get what's mine (take what's mine), I'm a star (I'm a star) 

Cause I slay (slay), I slay (hey), I slay (okay), I slay (okay) 

All day (okay), I slay (okay), I slay (okay), I slay (okay) 

We gon' slay (slay), gon' slay (okay), we slay (okay), I slay (okay) 

I slay (okay), okay (okay), I slay (okay), okay, okay, okay, okay 

Okay, okay, ladies, now let's get in formation, cause I slay 

Okay, ladies, now let's get in formation, cause I slay 

Prove to me you got some coordination, cause I slay 

Slay trick, or you get eliminated 

 

When he fuck me good I take his ass to Red Lobster, cause I slay 

When he fuck me good I take his ass to Red Lobster, cause I slay 

If he hit it right, I might take him on a flight on my chopper, cause I slay 

Drop him off at the mall, let him buy some J's, let him shop up, cause I slay 

I might get your song played on the radio station, cause I slay 

I might get your song played on the radio station, cause I slay 

You just might be a black Bill Gates in the making, cause I slay 

I just might be a black Bill Gates in the making 

 

I see it, I want it, I stunt, yellow-bone it 

I dream it, I work hard, I grind 'til I own it 

I twirl on them haters, albino alligators 

El Camino with the seat low, sippin' Cuervo with no chaser 

Sometimes I go off (I go off), I go hard (I go hard) 

Get what's mine (take what's mine), I'm a star (I'm a star) 

Cause I slay (slay), I slay (hey), I slay (okay), I slay (okay) 

All day (okay), I slay (okay), I slay (okay), I slay (okay) 

We gon' slay (slay), gon' slay (okay), we slay (okay), I slay (okay) 

I slay (okay), okay (okay), I slay (okay), okay, okay, okay, okay 

Okay, okay, ladies, now let's get in formation, cause I slay 

Okay, ladies, now let's get in formation, cause I slay 

Prove to me you got some coordination, cause I slay 

Slay trick, or you get eliminated 

 

Okay, ladies, now let's get in formation, I slay 

Okay, ladies, now let's get in formation 

You know you that bitch when you cause all this conversation 

Always stay gracious, best revenge is your paper 

 

Girl, I hear some thunder 

Golly, look at that water, boy, oh lord 

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